My brows furrow.
"I'm hungry for you." With that said, Luke captures my lips in a fierce kiss.
I welcome his tongue as he shoves it into my mouth. Our kiss is bold and passionate, both of us cupping each other's face, but then it stops when a voice suddenly interrupts.
"Sir, you have another appointment with your consultants—"
We snap our heads toward the door, only to find annoying Summer stopped short in the doorway.
Now the same irritation crosses Luke's expression, like he hates being disturbed when he's with me.
"Tell them to come back after lunch," he commands in a firm tone before capturing my lips again, not caring about making out in front of the poor girl.
"But, sir," Summer insists, and I feel even more annoyed. Does this girl not know the word privacy? "They've been waiting in the lobby."
Luke pulls away from me, his jaw clenched. He strides toward Summer. "I told you to tell them to wait until after lunchtime."
I watch Luke turning into the ruthless one again—Summer doesn't have any idea what she has gotten herself into.
"It's not going to happen now." Luke grabs the doorknob and is about to shut the door when I hear Summer yelp.
"But, sir—"
"Just get the fuck out, Summer." With that said, Luke slams the door shut and locks it.
After locking the door of his office, Luke pushes me against the wall, making me yelp. He kisses me like there's no tomorrow, and I moan, leaning into his touch.
I help him take off his suit and loosen his tie. We both know where this is going.
"Goddammit, Cassie," he rasps. "You can't just appear in my office, looking so sexy, and think that it does not affect me."
He groans, unbuckling his dress pants before taking them off along with his briefs.
I cup his face while his hand slips under my dress, roaming my thigh. He kneels, slides down my panties and yanks them off my feet.
Then he puts one of my legs onto his shoulder before attacking my pussy with his mouth.
"As I said, I'm fucking hungry." He sucks my clit hard, making me grip onto his hair.
"Luke!" I scream but then cover my mouth in my hand. I should keep my voice down—I'm afraid that people will hear me.
Summer and the bodyguards are still outside. However, as Luke focuses his attention on my clit, sucking it while pushing two fingers inside me, my mission to keep quiet is rather impossible.
I can't believe how wet I already am, making it slick as Lukeshoves his fingers deeper. He pulls them out and pushes them back in, over and over again.
My juices drip due to his continuous torture, and I'm aware that I'm going to come all over his hand if he doesn't stop, the slapping sound of him fucking me with his fingers echoing in the room.
Luke stares up at me fiercely, his mouth still not leaving my sex. Then he slows down his pace, pulls out his fingers and stands up.
He handcuffs my wrists against the wall on my sides, lacing our fingers, and I moan as his hard cock slowly enters me.
Our bodies are pressed against each other as he fucks me against the wall, my feet lifted from the ground. He feels so good inside me, and I feel like I'm in ecstasy.
Luke runs his tongue on my neck, making my body shake with pleasure even more.
While we're lost in our burning passion, a loud ring from Luke's desk phone startles us. However, Luke doesn't stop.
Pure irritation strikes his expression as he glances over his shoulder to see who's calling. "Shit," he mutters under his breath.
